Taking It Out In Trade

Recently I needed a ride to the airport and didn’t have the money for it. It was going to cost a few hundred dollars. Cabs are often as much as the plane ticket, which seems absurd, but it’s true. There’s a cab driver that lives down the street from me and I asked him if there was anything I could do to get taken to the airport at no cost, it’s nearly two hours away from me and the fare is nearly three hundred each way. He got this sick smirk on his face and said yes, he knew a way I could get taken for no money out of pocket. I was beginning to get the picture.

I’d used his cab before around town and seen him leer at me and I knew he desired me. I’d even looked down and seen his erection in his pants at his arousal when I was near him. I knew for that long and expensive a ride this wouldn’t just be for a hand job. He said I’d need to fuck him. Twice. Once for the trip there and once to be picked up. I was on my way to a family funeral and he was taking advantage in a terrible situation, but I could barely make my rent, I really had no choice but to do it, so I agreed.

He told me to get in the back of the cab and he drove to a secluded spot and then got me in the backseat. I pulled up my skirt and he didn’t even take off my panties, he pulled them off to the side and slid his dick into me. I could feel him stretching me with his hard shaft. I gasped at its girth. He pumped and grabbed at my tits and I could feel him thrusting and thrusting as he shot his load inside of me. He calmed down, withdrew from me and then got in the front and drove me to the airport. I straightened up as best I could and was grateful for the ride.

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